DEAD DANCING WOMEN
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Excerpt from "Dead Dancing Women"
"I knew I was in for it. I could feel that �something� around me in the woods as I climbed my drive up to Willow Lake Road to get that fought over garbage can. I could feel it in the traitorous, looming September air with needles of cold at its heart. Autumn. Prelude to death, I thought morosely as I climbed. Garden going to die; the ferns, grasses, and the last of the purple knapweed clinging to sheltered places on the hills�soon all gone. Then the trees, not dying but going to sleep. And the animals �in hunting season,.
Autumn depressed me, despite all the raging color in the woods.
It was autumn when I first arrived up here, three years ago. Brought by serendipity; a few wrong turns; a mad desire to get away from my ex-husband, Jackson Rinaldi back in Ann Arbor; a need to breathe air a million people hadn�t breathed before me; a sudden, if unwanted, infusion of cash from my dead father--all those things and more."
"I knew I was in for it. I could feel that �something� around me in the woods as I climbed my drive up to Willow Lake Road to get that fought over garbage can. I could feel it in the traitorous, looming September air with needles of cold at its heart. Autumn. Prelude to death, I thought morosely as I climbed. Garden going to die; the ferns, grasses, and the last of the purple knapweed clinging to sheltered places on the hills�soon all gone. Then the trees, not dying but going to sleep. And the animals �in hunting season,.
Autumn depressed me, despite all the raging color in the woods.
It was autumn when I first arrived up here, three years ago. Brought by serendipity; a few wrong turns; a mad desire to get away from my ex-husband, Jackson Rinaldi back in Ann Arbor; a need to breathe air a million people hadn�t breathed before me; a sudden, if unwanted, infusion of cash from my dead father--all those things and more."
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